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R. A. Finley
Writer, Occasional Animator, Terminal Eccentric, Middling Adventurer, Latte Enthusiast.
From Chapter One
She was nattering on about gift boxes and paper and it was all he could do not to launch himself over the counter. She was right there. So close he could grab her and hold on tight and maybe never let go. He had missed her.
He was surprised—and embarrassed—by how much.
